But no matter how Zhang Ye called out, the woman remained lying on the ground, motionless, a look of serenity on her face, and after a while, even the sound of snoring began to emerge.
"What's wrong with her?"
Liu Qingqing walked in from outside and curiously eyed Luo Xin lying on the floor.
"She must be exhausted."
"That figures."
"After all, it has been several hours of high-intensity work."
Zhang Ye touched his chin, a somewhat helpless look in his eyes, and then turned his head to order Liu Qingqing, "Qing Qing, go call the craftsman from outside the gate in!"
But as soon as his words fell, the woman on the ground sprang up at once!
"No need!"
"I can still fight!"
"It's just a few bedrooms, isn't it!"
"Worst case, I don't sleep tonight and just work overtime!"
With those words, Luo Xin picked up her toolbox and charged into the master bedroom, and soon, the room was lit up.
Without a word, she turned left upon exiting and dashed into the next bedroom.
